Chapter 950 Yuan Family Immortal Technique
Experts were already chasing him from all directions. Surprisingly, the only one left in front of Fang Xing was the southern route. But in the south, there was a million miles of demonic abyss lying in front of him. The demonic clouds surging in the sky were already right in front of him. , Fang Xing was desperate. He gritted his teeth and could only think about the future without thinking about the future. He dived straight into the Demon Abyss. Although the mysterious coffin descended into the Demon Abyss, making the Demon Abyss extremely dangerous at this time, the remaining It is undoubtedly more dangerous outside, and the Mysterious Domain is centered on Baiduan Mountain. It does not completely cover the entire Demonic Abyss, but it still makes the inside of the Demonic Abyss and part of the edge safe. Now he can only take risks. Let’s talk about breaking into the Demonic Abyss.
"Haha, I want to use the magic abyss to dream!"
Han Shaomo and other seven masters chased after them, looked at each other, and without hesitation, followed them into the Demonic Abyss.
In the past, the Demonic Abyss was a place where monks of Nascent Soul and above would never dare to set foot, for fear that the mysterious coffin would come and envelope them in the mysterious realm. But now, the mysterious coffin has arrived, and the mysterious realm has been enveloped. The range has also been fixed, so they all dare to break into the edge of the Demonic Abyss as Fang Xing thought, as long as they are careful not to stray into the mysterious realm...
Eight figures rushed into the Demonic Abyss one after another, and all the cultivators inside and outside the Demonic Abyss were alarmed. Knowing that this scene was the Chinese Taoist order capturing the little demon who was famous all over the world, it was a once-in-a-lifetime event, and no one wanted to If you miss it, everyone will rush in.
"Whoosh!"
After Fang Xing entered the Demonic Abyss, his body accelerated and he darted through the mountains, rocks and strange trees. At the same time, he had used the secret technique of covering his eyes with ghosts. From the outside, it looked like he had rushed into the Demonic Abyss and his body shape had changed. Then it faded away, and after a few sudden dashes to the west, it disappeared.
"Haha, Guizhou donkey is poor in planning, but Yixiao is generous!"
Facing the ghost blinding spells that the little devil had used countless times, Yuan Shaomo didn't care at all. He sacrificed a bronze compass in the air, but saw the runes on the compass flashing and the pointer beating rapidly. Soon, Pointing to a lonely mountain peak...
"over there!"
Han Jianxiao of the Han family, who was wearing iron armor and holding an iron gun, gave a cold shout, swung his gun sharply, and with a bang, a thunderbolt seemed to rise in the void, and a huge force that no one could resist swept directly towards the mountain. Under this shot, the mountain peak was broken into two parts in the middle in an instant. It collapsed with a rumble and smoke billowing, revealing a dazed figure behind the peak.
"Damn it, even the Beiming clan wants to deal with me?"
The furious Fang Xing yelled, recognizing the origin of the bronze compass. He immediately lost his temper. While shouting curses, he deployed his free movement skills and fled forward again, dashing left and right among the mountains, trying to get back to his feet. Take the road and escape.
"Haha, running around is annoying, you should slow down!"
At this moment, among the seven sons, a man in a blue robe emerged from the crowd. He was the great-great-grandson of the ancestor of the Meng family. He became the emperor's infant two hundred years ago. Now he is Meng Yunzhe, the middle-level emperor's infant. He was once a talented person who led the trend of an era. He soared into the air, kneaded the magic formula with his hand, and then suddenly rushed to the earth. He punched the ground with a bang. Almost in an instant, the world changed drastically. Above, countless peaks stand tall, and countless peaks collapse. The momentum of the mountains changes like the tide.
Under this situation, Fang Xing no longer dared to shuttle between the mountains, and was forced to escape to high altitudes, hurriedly escaping forward. However, at this time, Yuan Shaomo, who had been waiting in mid-air, and Han Jianxiao and others have already caught up...
The seven masters, each possessing magical powers and planning for many days, had already made sufficient preparations. No matter how Fang Xing used various means to escape, he was defeated by them one by one. The seven people seemed to have joined forces to weave a big net, and Fang Xing was just a cunning and vicious wasp, but he was already trapped in the net. No matter how hard he struggled, he could hardly survive...
Ahead, there were already rays of divine light, like a cover falling from the sky covering the earth. The aura of law inside was terrifying and chilling. Even if someone was chasing after him in a hurry, Fang Xing rushed to the front of the cover. , also stopped the car hastily, jumped from the air, landed on a mountain peak, then turned around, looked towards the rear with cold eyes.
There is no road ahead, Xuanyu blocks the way, and no one dares to move forward.
Behind him, from the three directions of east, west, north and west, seven divine lights roared towards him, chasing him close, each revealing their figure in the air.
A person with a flowing white dress and a head full of pearls, like a queen, is none other than Fuyao Palace Xuan Si Niang, a divine infant with an advanced level of cultivation.
There was a person next to her with a slender figure and handsome appearance, but it was Yuan Shaomo, an upper-level cultivation level of Emperor Infant.
The other one, wearing iron armor and holding a spear, was Han Jianxiao of the Han family, an upper-level cultivation of the Emperor Infant.
The fourth person is an old man with a white beard wearing linen clothes. He is a divination machine from the Tianji Palace. Like Xuan Si Niang, he is an advanced divine infant.
The fifth one is Meng Yunzhe of the Meng family wearing a blue robe, who is in the middle stage of Emperor Infant.
The sixth one is a man wearing a white star robe. He has extraordinary energy and has the cultivation level of an upper-level emperor infant. Fang Xing has never seen this man before, but the robe he wears looks familiar, and he looks familiar to Lihentian. The two immortal envoys from the Little Immortal Realm are similar and should be from the Little Immortal Realm.
The seventh one was a young man with a cold expression. He was a divine infant with Mahayana cultivation. Fang Xing looked familiar to him, but he couldn't remember who it was for the moment. However, he looked at Fang Xing with hatred in his eyes. , a bit more hateful than the others.
"Why the hell are you chasing me like a rabbit?"
Fang Xing gritted his teeth tightly and glanced fiercely at the seven people in front of him. His heart sank and his anger rose.
Among the seven masters, except for Xuan Siniang whom he knew and an old man with white beard who was wearing linen clothes and looked strange and slightly weaker, he was an upper-level divine infant, among the others, they were actually enough. There are three upper-level Emperor Infants, one mid-level Emperor Infant, and one Divine Infant Mahayana. This is simply terrifying. You have to know that there are only a few Emperor Infants in the Central Region of China. So many appeared at once. He must be a very important figure in the major sects of China, right? With their level of cultivation and status, they actually besieged me?
"You evildoer, let's arrest him without any effort. Don't force me to clean up the house here in public!"
The person directly in front spoke coldly, with a feeling of high spirits. It was Yuan Shaomo, the third master of the Yuan family.
"Then if I catch you without any help, won't you stop cleaning up the house?"
Fang Xing rubbed his nose, and his voice suddenly became very negotiable.
Even Yuan Shaomo was a little surprised by his reaction. He paused and sneered: "Just move to another place to clean up the house!"
Fang Xing was instantly annoyed: "Then you still want me to catch you at my wits' end? Are you stupid or am I stupid?"
Faced with his insults, Yuan Shaomo was surprisingly not angry, but his expression turned gloomy, and then he stood up directly and said solemnly: "I never thought I would take you down so easily, evil barrier, let me take action to subdue you. You..."
As he spoke, the atmosphere around him gradually became more solemn. A strong wind rose and enveloped an area, causing the corners of his clothes to fly. At this time, the other six masters retreated at the same time and stood in several surrounding buildings. Watching from the top of the mountain, they regarded the scene in the middle as the place where Yuan Shaomo and the devil were fighting. After all, they were all important figures and did not want to end up with the name of joining forces to bully a junior. After all, there were countless scattered people below. Xiu rushed over and watched, they also wanted fame.
The little devil comes from the Yuan family, so it is logical that the Yuan family should subdue him!
"The Yuan family has inherited the three immortal arts from generation to generation. They originated from the ancient ancestor Tiangang Saint. Their power is influenced by nature. They are mysterious and evil. Although you are rampant, you have never practiced any of the three immortal arts. How can you be considered a member of the Yuan family? "Yuan Shaomo circulated his magic power, and the energy around him became more and more solemn. His voice sounded like it was falling from the sky: "Today, before I execute you, I will let you take a look at the real Yuan family's magic!"
"Three Lives of Taoism..."
boom!
Yuan Shaomo has decided to take action, and he is not a talkative person. When his voice fell, a billowing divine light came down.
At this moment, he suddenly split into three and turned into three people. Holding the divine sword, he slashed straight at Fang Xing.
It was almost like three high-level monks of the Imperial Infant, working together to strike a sword!
This is the first time that Fang Xing has truly seen the Immortal Level Cultivation Technique, and it is not a half-hearted Immortal Technique that a monk in the Golden Core Realm has comprehended, but an Emperor Infant Monk who has comprehended it for nearly a thousand years. It was only after seeing this scene that he realized where the bastard Yuan Shaomo's usual rampant capital was. It was really terrifying to cultivate the immortal magic to this level...
In the past, he didn't regard Yuan Shaomo, who was in the upper level of Emperor Infant, as his opponent, but now he knew that he was still wrong.
Not only is she just two realms higher than me, she also has magical powers passed down from her family...
In an instant, countless countermeasures flashed through my mind.
The Breaking Formation Sutra, Xiaoyao Sutra, Yiqi Sutra, etc. were quickly forgotten.
These techniques are undoubtedly immortal techniques, but they may not be able to surpass one of the three immortal techniques passed down by the ancient sages of the Yuan family. The more critical point is that he has not practiced these immortal techniques to a master's level. The gap is simply incomparable to others. Even if it is used forcefully, I am afraid that someone will immediately put him at a disadvantage and then crush him to death step by step!
If he conceives a baby after he has reached the ultimate level of the golden elixir, he may still be able to exert the true power of the three immortal spells. But now, after all, he has given birth to a baby in advance, even if he displays the three immortal spells, there are flaws. , cannot withstand the power of the immortal magic in Yuan Shaomo's hands. Furthermore, like Yuan Shaomo, he has the quality of an Emperor Infant, and Nascent Soul cannot add extra boost to his magical powers!
"Allow him to master the mystical arts, and I will cut off seven inches with my single heart, pointing my sword at the Big Dipper..."
Just when he felt extremely depressed and depressed about it, suddenly there was a loud shout in his mind.
At this moment, without thinking, he swung his sword!
In the center of his forehead, a Nascent Soul dharma image appeared, with three heads and six arms, billowing with evil energy. One of the arms held a sword, turned it into a circle, and swept it straight out. The sword was different from Yuan Shaomo's mysterious one, with a sinister and evil spirit. Intentionally, when the sword was struck, there was a domineering force that could destroy everything. Even when the sword was struck, he completely ignored the sword Yuan Shaomo struck at his body.
They actually wanted to fight each other with attack even if they both died together!
"The evil spirit is awe-inspiring, and it is definitely not the right path!"
Even Yuan Shaomo couldn't help but frown at this moment, and immediately withdrew his immortal magic and retreated for the time being.
He didn't want to fight Fang Xing and lose both sides. After all, it was just not worth it!
In the Fangxing Consciousness Realm, the voice of the Demon Ancestor rang out again: "Very good, your sword has cut off his courage. Little devil, don't be frightened by their magic. This group of people are willing to sacrifice their own strength to chase the weak." , they are a group of people who have gone astray. No matter how invincible they are in cultivating immortal magic, there are also flaws in their mental state. You just follow my instructions and use the sword. If you can kill this person, it will be considered as the heavy sword has been drawn and the sword has begun to take shape. Heartbroken..."